Tag Archive: Poem

“Purgatory Inn and no place to go”

Purgatory Inn and no place to go. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories get better with time.                             Purgatory Inn and no place to go. I have the long Island ice tea… Continue reading

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Payment due my friend

Payment due my friend A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                             Payment due my friend I sat daily by the Lake St. Clair lake. I watched the boats go by and I… Continue reading

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Fatal beauty

coyotepoet(Thank you Tumblr) Fatal beauty You were waited for me. Wearing light cotton nightgown and you had the beer in ice. We had planned this escape for months. I told you often. I… Continue reading

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Fabiola, my fabiola

A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                                Now nothing remains the same Your name came to me late in the midnight hour. Brought back the canvas of your perfect body, kind… Continue reading

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“So beautiful”

So beautiful A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good photos create amazing poetry. Thank you Tumblr kamouraska cangrejo1Source:                    So beautiful You were waiting for me. I had to stop and I looked at you.… Continue reading

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Only you

Only you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Only youI can’t forget you my dear Liz. I have tried to forget your beautiful face and eyes. Your warm eyes upon me and… Continue reading

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“The raging water”

The raging water I see your bare skin laying alone and I’m  writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the once powerful need for your body near.… Continue reading

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“In Monterey”

In Monterey A Poem by Coyote Poetry Monterey is paradise. Old wounds can be closed and new hope can be born near the sea.                             In Monterey Dear Jenny, please come to Monterey.… Continue reading

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“My ambrosia”

My ambrosia A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. coyotepoetrebloggedcitroenzx                             My Ambrosia Exposed legs, open bottle of wine and the dust of the day is a-coming. You have waited for me. You… Continue reading

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“The memory of you, coffee and I.”

The memory of you, coffee and I. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. coyotepoet            The memory of you, coffee and I. The smell of coffee, ancient coffee shops  and you. Blessed… Continue reading

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